After leaving the inner hall, Fang Xiaoke only saw the little coward.

"Where is Zhen Mi?" Fang Xiaoke asked Xiaoshuang.

Xiaoseng thought for a while before he understood what Fang Xiaoke meant, then turned around, stuck out his butt, and shouted in a certain direction.

"Wang!"

Fang Xiaoke looked up and recalled the memories in his mind, and then he remembered that there was the place where the study room was.

"Suddenly I remembered that Xiaodai and Gu Ling were so scary when reading books?"

"Ding! Ancient spirits are a little spiritual light, and qualifications are better than souls, and pure soul comprehension is extremely terrifying. The origin of human beings is divided into body and soul. When the two are united, in order to achieve balance, they will suppress each other, resulting in fragility of the body and wisdom. The process of cultivation is to get rid of each other's suppression on the basis of balance between the two parties."

Fang Xiaoke thought about it. "That means that when the Nascent Soul stage is the beginning of the independence of the body and soul?"

"Yes, not! This requires the host to work hard to practice and experience it yourself!"

"Okay!" Fang Xiaoke shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "By the way, according to your opinion, if the soul wants to be reincarnated, it needs a body that suits him. What should I do if the ancient spirit and the innate Taoist body cannot match?"

"The ancient spirit and the innate Taoist body are favored by heaven and earth. They each have spirituality and can adjust their own balance without matching."

"What if it's a soul?"

"It's OK, but it will waste the qualifications of the innate Taoist body."

"So that's it, Xiaodai, there are no ghosts in this world, right?"

"All demons and ghosts exist, but the three realms and six paths are of strict rank. They all have their own places to live, and they cannot exist in the human world. For example, after a ghost dies, the soul will definitely go to the underworld in three days. If it is delayed, the soul will definitely be scattered. Unless there are strange treasures in the world, there will be no exception."

"A strange treasure in heaven and earth? For example, my spiritual bead?"

"Yes!"

Fang Xiaoke's eyes became brighter and brighter. When he touched his chin, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have a mountain of gold. Unfortunately, he was the only one on the mountain now, and he didn't know what the world outside looked like. Maybe it was time to find time to go out for a walk!

......

The legendary Murphy's theorem is suitable for most people, but there are also some people who are born with luck and are good at everything they want. Fang Xiaoke just wanted to go out for a walk, but there was a noise at the foot of the mountain.

Fang Xiaoke's eyes were slightly condensed. The people who came at this time must not be here to visit, because the Heavenly Palace has no friends now.

If you are not here to visit, you must be here to cause trouble.

Fang Xiaoke bent down and picked up Xiaoshuang, saying to himself: "Xiaoshuang, someone is here to cause trouble for us. You have to be tougher later and you can't be more timid, do you know?"

"Wang!" Xiaoke responded to the loudest scream.

"Okay!" Fang Xiaoke walked towards the square with a laugh. As he walked, he suddenly remembered something. "Xiaodai, can Gu Ling appear in front of others?"

"Ding! If the ancient spirit wants to appear in front of people, except for a few spirits that are particularly powerful, only practicing the ancient spirit can do it!"

"That's good!"

Fang Xiaoke doesn't want Zhen Mi to be exposed now. He is weak now and knows nothing about the world. Once Zhen Mi is exposed, with her beauty, she may cause so much trouble. Fang Xiaoke must not ignore it.

......

In Tiangong Square, several young men in fashionable Zhongshan suits walked forward teasingly under the leadership of a middle-aged man in a jacket.

"Huh, it's worthy of being Wangtian Mountain. Here, I obviously feel that my true energy is more active, and it's worthy of being a blessed place in the cave."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a good Heavenly Palace was ruined like this, it's a sin!"

"Hmph, looking at Tianshan well, it would be a sin to the father and son of the Fang family. I don't know what luck it was to cultivate to become a legend, otherwise I would not have been punished by God."

"Why is it said to be lucky?"

"It goes without saying that if he had the real ability, how could his son be a waste?"

"Ahem, Chui, be careful! Just say less. No matter what the Fang family father and son are, it's all a thing in the past. The current Heavenly Palace will be ours soon." The middle-aged man finally spoke.

"Yes, Master!"

......

"You guys? You all practice kung fu in a daydream, right?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came over.

Five people, including the Ma Gua, were stunned.

"Who?" asked a Zhongshan dress.

"Silly, who are you talking about? There is only Fang Xiaoke left in this Heavenly Palace!" Another man in the suit replied.

The middle-aged man in the jacket raised his hand and stopped the person behind him from speaking. Then he stared at the thin figure holding a fiery red puppy on the steps.

"You are Fang Xiaoke?"

Fang Xiaoke hugged Xiaoshuang, his face was calm, but his heart became more and more angry. He was an orphan. No matter how others scolded him, Fang Xiaoke would sometimes smile. He would not lose anyway. He was thick-skinned and it didn't matter. But if someone insulted his parents, even if he had just a few words, he would ask the person for an explanation, and he never gave in.

Although Fang Dalang is not his biological father now, since he is reborn in Fang Xiaoke, Fang Dalang is his father. How he faces Fang Dalang is his business, but if someone insults Fang Dalang, Fang Xiaoke will never agree.

"Who is talking about my father just now?" Fang Xiaoke asked while walking down. His voice was not loud, but it seemed like thunder.

The middle-aged man in the jacket and the disciples looked at each other, but they didn't know what Fang Xiaoke was going to make a fuss.

When a Zhongshan suit saw that his master didn't say anything, he took the lead in asking: "Are you Fang Xiaoke?"

"I'll ask you, who was talking about your father just now? They couldn't understand human words, or did they dare not admit it?"

Fang Xiaoke continued.

"You! You're looking for death!" Du Bingxiu, who had just talked about Fang Dalang, suddenly exploded. He had a bad temper and could not stand such provocation.

"Why did you say that?" Fang Xiaoke nodded, then put the cow down and went straight to the middle of the officialdom. In front of the five people, wearing slippers and beach suits, pointed at Du Bingxiu and said, "You grew up with feces? No one taught you how to speak since you were a child? So uneducated?"

"Fang Xiaoke, you are really looking for death!" Du Bingxiu roared and was about to take action, but was stopped by the middle-aged man in the jacket.

"Fang Xiaoke, we are here to talk about serious matters, don't make trouble."

Fang Xiaoke snorted coldly, and didn't even look at the middle-aged man in the jacket. "What's wrong with me? Who are you talking about? Do you just scream with that little eye?"

When the middle-aged man in Magu saw Fang Xiaoke ignore him so much, he became angry and stopped stopping Du Bingxiu, but he still explained. "He has never practiced martial arts, don't really beat him to death, don't forget our mission!"
Chapter completed!